* I AM A GOD

[malviesbitch]

cheyenne jackson + d3′s blooper reel

[ismyhairout]

instinctiisms‌:

– & Presence on coming announced with thickly charming tone, Lillian’s skin feels on fire. A familiar sensation, though brows knit together at the realization of said familiarity. “I — thank you.” It’s offered, gaze falling to her dress before back up the man. He’s certainly handsome, beautiful even. Well at least from what she can see. “The point of tonight is to do that, isn’t it? To stand out, or is it to blend in?” No, she can’t have herself rambling off again not tonight. She’s supposed to try and be someone else, isn’t she? Let her inhibitions go. Yes, that’s what she needs to do. —- “It seems the person whose attention I wanted to catch, isn’t here tonight.”

    it’s simple enough to hide the semblance of amusement for the time being. he’s so far different to what lillian had gotten to know, not that there had been much of a choice in the matter. “oh, absolutely. letting your hair down, throwing your arms up and just saying fuck it. fun to let loose every once in a while, don’t you say??” her words catch his attention, and he can’t help but be a bit curious about it all. “oh?? and who exactly were you trying to pull in on this splendid little night??”

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residentsofauradon‌:

“ remind me again what the   whole point of this dreary   event is besides making   me to break off a horn and   shove it through my skull . ”

                       he bemoans , taking advantage of the passing                        alcohol and helping himself to his eighth glass                        of the evening . couldn’t they have provided a                        wine that didn’t reek of cheap ? he’d even take                        a nice chianti at this point . but alas , the swill                        would have to do for now .

“ do you think they know how   obvious their costumes are ?   i do believe subtly is foreign   on this side of the barrier .. ”

    “for the little mortals to run around and play pretend for the night.” not a concept the god entirely cared about, though he was more than willing to take advantage of the lot of them being so preoccupied to pay attention to anything else. typical of them, really. reaching out, he grabs a cup for himself, taking a sip before his face scrunches up in disgust. they may not have had much of the good stuff on the isle, but he had been around for eons and knew what was good and what wasn’t. this was hardly up there. “hardly. though i can’t say i was ever one for it myself. live and let loose, i say.”

[ismyhairout]

mimiisms‌:

– ♔ Almost an entire year had passed since she’d managed to catch a glimpse at him like this, and while admittedly she’d gotten used to the facade? There’s nothing more alluring and TERRIFYING than the reality of who he truly was. “Wonderin’ when ye’d show yer true colors again.” Sapphire roams slow over tall frame, taking in each detail before snapping back up; lips hinting at a smile as blue is spotted. “Did ye really ‘ave ta wear tha gloves?”

@ismyhairout

     ah, did it feel good to be back in his own skin. a much needed release, if he were to be honest. acting all prim and proper could really grate on a person’s nerves. it hardly helped that he was quite the opposite of said act. letting out a laugh, the god holds his hand out, shooting her a grin as blue painted fingers wiggle. “obviously, darling. gotta complete the look. wouldn’t be me without it. little touches here and there just make it.”

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instinctiisms‌:

– & The entire purpose behind the idea of a masquerade is that you could be anyone and not a single soul would be able to tell who you were. Yet, even behind her mask and dress donned far outside of her normal comfort zone; Lillian feels terribly out of place. Truthfully the fox had hoped she would be able to finally break further out of her shell, unfortunately even with two flutes of champagne in her system all she felt was confused as to why she’d thought this was a good idea. Beautiful people in beautiful gowns, and her without her six foot security blanket; although really would she even be able to recognize him if he was here tonight? Lillian wasn’t entirely sure.

@ismyhairout​

      after so long in another skin, letting that all fade away felt like coming home. it had felt like ages since hades had walked in his own form, far too focused on blending in to achieve the goals they had laid out so long ago. a sacrifice he had been willing to make, but the god was more than delighted for this opportunity to let loose a bit. especially when no one would recognize him. gaze roaming over the crowd, it didn’t take too long before it was settling on a familiar figure. even with the mask on, he would know lillian anywhere. slowly approaching, he didn’t bother to mask the small quirk of his lips. “my, my you know exactly how to catch someone’s eye. just delightful, really.”

[ismyhairout]

wickedissms‌:

The man struck Rhianon as polite, maybe a bit formal, but definitely not threatening. She took the drink and sipped it as well, “Thank you,” Her smile only grew, and she had to remind herself to act like a princess, “I’ve been here a few times for State visits and the like. I’m Rhianon of Llyr, by the way.” She offered a hand, “So rude not to introduce myself.” 

    “it’s my pleasure, truly.” never ceased to amaze hades just how easy it was to fool people with this appearance and act. they were far more prone to believing in a kind face and a polite individual. worked for him, easier to get people to let their guards down around him. “ah, i’ve heard stories of your home. it’s a pleasure to meet you.” smiling, he took her hand in his own. “please, you’re perfectly fine. i’m hugh.”

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instinctiisms‌:

– & Was that a compliment? Lillian’s staring up at the god, utterly dumbfounded. “Beautiful?” Word repeats before she’s laughing softly, a shake of her head. “Queen Belle is beautiful, I’m — me but thank you.” It’s probably just a friendly notion, that’s what she chalks it up to. “People are quick to forget the past when it doesn’t effect them.” She offers, because she knows it’s not as simple as Auradon has made it out to be. “I’m uh — surprised you’re not you know….with someone tonight. Someone like you, should be. I heard that Persephone is here.”

   he had expected her to react like that to the compliment. that was just how she was from what the god had gathered over their time together. “yes, so i’ve found. they don’t tend to learn from the past and are more prone to repeat it. you have to learn in order to grow.” auradon had hardly done that. now, when their enemies did, well -- it wasn’t going to end very well for them, now was it?? that was the whole goal. “ah -- yes, we’ve run into one another. things are,” he waved a hand, “complicated. we both made our own choices.”

[ismyhairout]

residentsofauradon‌:

“ making excuses ? i’d expect that   from a second-rate villain , like hook   or medusa . not someone like you .. ”

                   a turn of her head , hungry eyes devouring every bit                    of him exposed to her . daddy may have never taught                    her love , but he did make sure she knew to case each                    and every being she came across . god or not , he was                    no different . just a bit more of a challenge , and if that                    didn’t leave her wanting more …

“ so you choose to seen as a posh   stringbean ? i mean , i’m not trying   to tell you how to do your job , but  ━  ”

                   oh , he was good . by choosing the form he did , he could                    easily be seen as unassuming . harmless , really , in                    comparison the hulking beings the other gods were . no one                    would suspect the little man . it was almost admirable . almost .

     “i don’t make excuses. hardly one when it’s the truth. if you even knew the sort of trouble that lot even had with trapping me, well, then you’d certainly realize it.” hades had certainly put up quite the fight whenever he had been dragged away, informed he was going to be imprisoned for his crimes against the heroes. ridiculous when his crimes had been eons before. apparently these hero types really tended to keep grudges. hades ignores the look, choosing instead to focus back on his drink. “easier to blend in. that’s the whole point. this look, this act. i’m far from prim and proper, but it’s what auradon likes to see. easier to play them. it’s better to be smarter than your opponent.” 

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formerlykore‌:

“ fair enough . should by some miracle   you manage to win , anything you ask   is yours . you have my word , hades .”

                       for a moment , she allows herself the relief of                        touching him ; hand resting on his arm as digits                        curl around the muscle and flesh of his chosen                        form . eyes find his , wide and trusting , as she                        falls back into the girl she was all those years ago                        when she stumbled into his world .

“ promise me , that you’ll be safe .   i do not think i could ever forgive   you if you were hurt … i need you   to be safe . can you do that for me ? ”

    “and what is it you desire if you’re the victor??” there was no doubt within his mind that she wouldn’t uphold her end of the bargain. this was persephone he was talking to, after all. gaze slowly shifts towards her when he feels the pressure against his arm, meeting her gaze. it’s difficult not to just merely fall back into how thins had once been. all of this is just a ruse -- his appearance, this act of being all prim and proper. it’s not who he is, not truly. and she knows that. “i can ensure you no harm will be coming to myself. there’s nothing to worry about.”

[ismyhairout]

feelthepxwer‌:

— & Unfortunately he had a point. Granted, she was a little too stubborn to out right admit it, but he did. Fingers dance over the ember once more before she’s placing it back in front of him with a huff. “My mother only spoke to me if it served her, why would she ever talk about my family?” Singular brow arches, incredulous. “All I know is my dad ain’t in the picture, hasn’t been for years – not that she has ether.” In her mind, Uma didn’t have parents. “Why —- you know something I don’t?” That much is obvious, given she doesn’t really know how they’re related. She has ideas, and sure there’s rumours but when it comes down to it? She’s got nothing.

    why he had bothered to even think her mother would have shared anything about the family was beyond him. figures that woman would have never done anything of the sort. “a part of me was wishful that she had shared even something.” clearly that wasn’t the case in this situation. “of course i do. and it’s about time you’ve learned about it yourself. you’re not related to me through your mother, which i imagine is what you’ve always assumed. that comes from your father’s side. i personally never knew him, but you deserve to know -- he was a siren.” 

[ismyhairout]

satanscffspring‌:

Harper turned to the male and frowned a little. “Oh? You still haven’t gotten it in that hot head of yours have you, I do not want what you want! I have my own ideas on revenge on these all cretinous creatures..” he stated. “This place needs to burn down, I want to watch it burn in blue flames and torment those souls. You think I wouldn’t go through anyone who gets in my way to.” he admitted to his father. Of course he was like him, hot headed, independant and determined.

    stifling a sigh, hades understands. he had been the same way once. more hotheaded, more impatient. it had taken eons and captivity to fully have the god take a grasp of his anger and hold it inside. and when he was in this form, he needed to play the part of a good person. blend in, let auradon think he was doing nothing out of the norm. “i am fully aware. those desires are my own but i have more experience in these sorts of matters than you. i know what it’s like to fail because of my impatience and blood lust. our goal here is to win. not fail. if we do anything too soon we will be right back on that isle, locked away forever.”

[ismyhairout]

satanscffspring‌:

The male listened to his father’s words and sighed a little before his eyes fixed on the male. “Well if it isn’t the prodical father…it might liven the night a bit, but who is to say I would be able to stop.” he admitted. “This place makes me sick, why the hell you lot wanted to leave the isle is beyond me. I would rather rip someones jugular out with my teeth, and bath in their blood.”

     a good point. as much as hades was yearning for a bit of mayhem himself, he knew now wasn’t the time. they still had to wait, find that perfect opportunity. it was coming soon, but it would only take patience. sometime that the god used to have an immense difficulty with. “i have my reasons, just as every single one of us does. i despise this place just as much but i know that there is a time and place for everything. auradon will be ours soon and we can do as we please. it’s just a little bit longer.”

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satanscffspring‌:

To think he was actually at the castle for a gala was something he was confused over. Why he came along to this thing was beyond him - but perhaps he was hoping for something to happen that he could join in with. He really wanted some fun, and this was more his idea of hell - and as someone who was the son of the hades - hell was real to them. “I swear, If I hear another horn being blown, I will take that horn and shove it so far up, it will replace their voicebox.” he snapped.

    a sentiment that hades could more than agree with. he despised these sorts of things, despised everything that they stood for. auradon so enjoyed to flaunt themselves about with these little parties and events. first arriving, the god had immediately regretted his decision in coming to something like this. while he was determined to fit in for the time being, this was hardly anything he enjoyed. “can’t say i would be against it. might liven this place up a bit. hello, son.”

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formerlykore‌:

“alright , i’ll take your bet , διάβολος .  what shall the victor get ? and none  of those favors you’ve been handing  out . i already have more than enough .”

                        the goddess decides for the both of them ,                         twisting around to allow herself a brief gaze                         before returning to admire the view set before                         them . it was a far cry from the scenery she had                         grown used to , and it was certainly more primitive                         than olympus , but there was a certain peculiar                         beauty to it .

“ they still haven’t captured the   ones behind the sleeping curse .   and i can’t help but think that if   they’re strong enough to cause   zeus and i to fall victim , then i   should be fearful until they are   caught . i advise you do the same . ”

    “nothing less than what i expect from you. if i win, i think i’d enjoy a little favor from you. details to come once my victory comes, of course. expected.” there’s a more relaxed quality about the god for the moment. though the two of them are hardly where they once were, she is one of the few that know hades for who he truly was. no need to hide behind a false bravado to blend in. at the mention of the sleeping curse, his expression remains neutral. at least no one was even remotely close to figuring out he and uma had been behind the entire ordeal. that was good, then. “i’ve been keeping a sharp eye out. not an actual eye these days, but you know. i’m sure the little heroes will manage eventually.”

[delusionalyousay]

Greek Mythology aesthetic; Hades, King of the underworld and god of the dead.

“We are three brothers born by Rheia to Kronos (Cronus), Zeus, and I [Poseidon], and the third is Aides [Haides] lord of the dead men. All was divided among us three ways, each given his domain. I [Poseidon] when the lots were shaken drew the grey sea to live in forever; Aides drew the lot of the mists and the darkness, and Zeus was allotted the wide sky, in the cloud and the bright air. But earth and high Olympos are common to all three.”   -  Homer, Iliad

[dongwookss]

hold please !                             listen, little girl ! you’re talking to a G O D

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residentsofauradon‌:

                    ♚ ||  MISTER DEATH

“ so , you’re the famous god   that got stuck with the rest   of us puny little mortals …   i thought you’d be bigger . ”

                            she muses , tongue snaking out to                             collect the last few drops of whiskey                             she’d managed to snag from a passing                             flask . a click of her tongue as she settled                             back against the railing ; limbs spreading out .

“ you know , i’ve been asking   myself how someone who’s   supposedly so powerful was   able to get locked up and do   you know what i came up with ?   you’re not as strong as you claim . ”

    it takes all of the god’s patience not to roll his eyes olympus ward. hand wrapped around a glass, he kept his gaze on the swarm of people around. not the most entertaining thing, but something to keep his annoyance down. he’d grown over the many, many years after his initial failure, able to keep a better hold on his temper. such things before would have had hades erupting, but he liked to think he had a better grasp on such things these days. “or my siblings decided to be the ones to help lock me up. one god against many certainly isn’t a fair fight, especially not when they were all so determined to put the evil onto the isle. and for future reference, this isn’t my actual form. merely what i choose to be seen as.”